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A VIEW
ANTO LLOVERAS
> director
LAPIEZA ART SERIES
LLLL ART AGENCY
TOMOTO FILMS
HOLA VERDE URBANO
ØVRE ALLE 13, 7030
NORWAY
SAN MATEO 12, 28004 MADRID
> architect > artist
> curator > editor
LLLL ART AGENCY
RELATED VITAMIN 002 (III/-)
Space was created by piling
matter on top of matter, cemented to form a solid new whole. Junkspace is
additive, layered and lightweight, not articulated in different parts but
subdivided, quartered the way a carcass is torn apart - individual chunks
severed from a universal condition. There are no walls, only partitions,
shimmering membranes frequently covered in mirror or gold. Structure groans
invisibly underneath decoration, or worse, has become ornamental; small shiny
space frames support nominal loads, or huge beams deliver cyclopic burdens to
innocent destinations... The arch, once the workhorse of structures, has become
the depleted emblem of 'community', welcoming an infinity of virtual
populations to non-existent there's. Where it is absent, it is simply applied -
mostly in stucco - as ornamental afterthought on hurriedly erected superblocks.
13% of all Junkspace's iconography goes back to the Romans, 8% Bauhaus, 7%
Disney - neck and neck - 3% Art Nouveau, followed closely by Mayan...
Like a substance that could have condensed in any
other form, Junkspace is a domain of feigned, simulated order, a kingdom of morphing.
Its specific configuration is as furtuitous as the geometry of a snow flake.
Patterns imply repetition or ultimately decipherable rules; Junkspace is beyond
measure, beyond code... Because it cannot be grasped, Junkspace cannot be
remembered. It is flamboyant yet unmemorable, like a screensaver; its refusal
to freeze insures instant amnesia. Junkspace does not pretend to create
perfection, only interest. Its geometries are unimaginable, only makable.
Although strictly non-architectural, it tends to the vaulted, to the Dome.
Sections seem to be devoted to utter inertness, others in perpetual rhetorical
turmoil: the deadest resides next to the most hysterical. Themes cast a pall of
arrested development over interiors as big as the Pantheon, spawning stillbirths
in every corner. The esthetic is Byzantine, gorgeous and dark, splintered into
thousands of shards, all visible at the same time: a quasi-panoptical universe
in which all contents rearrange themselves in split-seconds around the dizzy
eye of the beholder. Murals used to show idols; Junkspace's modules are
dimensioned to carry brands; myths can be shared, brands husband aura at the
mercy of focus groups. Brands in Junkspace perform the same role as black holes
in the universe: essences through which meaning disappears...
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